Dude— erm, you smell, common.
Now you can smell just like that person you try not to stand or sit next to on the train.
Behold! Fragrances that tap into the scent of bubblegum and cigarettes, blood and sperm, and liqueur brandy.
Yes, seriously.
What happened to fragrances to elevate the spirit and/or status of the person wearing them? What happened to just wanting to smell nice?
Clearly that isn’t edgy enough these days. Why smell of citrus notes or floral breezes when you can mist yourself with cold tobacco and hints of Britney Spears underpants.
Get your essence of last night’s party exclusively at Harvey Nichols (UK).
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4 Comments
What a great idea! – I could make a forrrrrrtune – brilliant.
…… I can see the packaging now “Original DP Scrapings”
Oh, le ewww.
I’m upset that vomit isn’t in the mix!